The Brisk Lad
Title | The Brisk Lad |
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Artist | Richard Dawson |
Album | The Glass Trunk |
Release Date | (not set) |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | I am a brisk lad and my fortune's quite bad In fact it is wondrous poor But it's I do intend my fortune to mend And I'll build me an house down on the moor, my brave boys I will build me an house down on the moor The father he keeps fat oxen and sheep And a neat little nag on the down But in the middle of the night when the moon it shines bright There's a number of jobs to be done, my brave boys There's a number of jobs to be done So I'll roam around on some other man's ground I'll take a fat ewe from his pack And with the aid of my knifе, I'll shorten its life And I'll carry him home on my back, mе brave boys I'll carry him home on my back Then my children shall pull the skin from the wool I'll carve him up to the bone And when the constable do come I'll stand here with my gun And I'll swear all I have is my own, my brave boys I will swear all I have is my ownYou might also like |